Pussie Poppin Lyrics
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Pussie Poppin Lyricsby Lucyfire Buy album CD: This Dollar Saved My Life At Whitehorse One more again head down pussy poppin on a handstand [Hook] Head down pussy pussy poppin Head down pussy pussy poppin Head down pussy pussy poppin Head down pussy poppin on a handstand On a handstand On my American bandstand Summersaults cartwheels bitch just keep on dancing Chinese splits-splits slide on down that pole-pole And feel this dick-dick getting outa control-trol Oh no keep goin till a nigga like me say stoooop Let it kiss the sky and then make it droooop Tuck and twist as tho like you be fuckin cris I’m rubbin clits so stay and catch don’t try to duck and miss B-Itch Do your stretches don’t pull no hamstrings You got me movin in fact your doin the damn thang Stronger muscles exercise every part of your body hurts Lets do this sweatin thank god your bath and body works I like a woman that makes her own dough Don’t need a lot of help But your heart’ll melt if I put a thousand in your garter belt Lip-gloss traces you're pierced in 11 places And your lips down town just made some familiar faces like WOAH! [Hook (x2)] I’m a send a chapter to this pussy poppin legacy Shawna be that bitch and cant no bitches come fuck wit me When I pop that cris I’m on the business and bubbly When I’m in that 6 wit 20s spinin I'm luxury Cuz I got that head game Fuckin up that bed frame But don’t get me wrong now shawty gon’ let that led hang Better learn that game shawty Better get yo’ man shawty Fo he end up tamed and be gone all in the brain shawty This here be futuristic This business so explicit The way I break it down for you bitches is so exquisite Let it go now front, back, watch me drop it like that Show me where that money at Boy come wit them 100 stacks Now break in wit that pussy poppin That pussy droppin to the floor And got these niggas slobberin he wantin more Wit out that dough popi can't nuttin happen Cuz that’s fa sho I’m from the go u get that pussy poppin Stopin that pussy droppin GONE [Hook (x2)] Every time we hit the club We at least 50 deep Smokin purple coat and grichi got everybody keed In the club 7 days a week find DTP off in this bitch That ho poppin dropin God damn shawty who is this Redbone wit a scorpio tatted on her tummy I’m sittin slouched back in the chair stuntin waving money As shawty starts zig zaggin her derriere for me A bowlegged thoroughbred said her name was strawberry Up her pussy shawty pushed in a whole bottle of mo Reached in my pocket grabbed tha G and then threw it on the floe Here you deserve this dough now jump on stage and work a pole Face down, ass up ho, hands on those And pop that coochie you know the procedure If you want this cash gotta make that ass shake like a seizure Either magic or pleasers Find me spending g's up Maxin out my visa Trickin on strip teasers Yea [Hook (x3)]
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